His Dark Obsession

66. A Stance

ZEDKIEL.

I look down at her, but I don’t react. As much as I want to know what she’s done

with Evangeline, I refuse to entertain her.

Reacting as I normally would, will only harm Evangeline.

“You like me better, don’t you?” She whispers, running her hand up my arm.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself.” I say calmly as she squeezes my biceps.

It was taking a lot for me to not lose my cool and demand for her to bring

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Evangeline back because I know she won’t and it will only make matters worse,

and the last thing I need is for her to react in front of everyone.

“So… you are saying that Prince Zedkiel is the rightful King simply because he’s

a hybrid? Forgive me, your majesty, but you could have simply bedded a

vampire woman for this child. It’s not enough.”

Darvin sneers.

He’s a f*cking a*shole of an Alpha. Each word that leaves his mouth is angering

me more and more.

I clench my jaw, and I realise that there is not enough proof to make them

believe that anything Dad said refers to me… However, even if it hasn’t

convinced them, it has opened my eyes to far more.

“His Lycan is the original one. He is Zerachiel! The Oracle herself confirmed

this!” Dad states, his eyes flashing. 1

“Convenient that she is no longer around to attest to that.” Ragnar remarks

lazily. 1

“And Zed has never mentioned his Lycan’s name.” Draven remarks, watching

me with keen interest. “I’m certain his Lycan doesn’t even talk to him or maybe

I’m just assuming.’

I frown. This is dragging out for far too long and with Evangeline in this form, I

want to get out of here as soon as possible. “There isn’t any need for all of this.

The Chamber of Truth never classed me as the rightful… king…”

Frowning, I trail off as I remember the entity from the Chamber.

His appearance…. His words…

“What?! Have you not got anything else to say?” Sinclair sneers. 1

My eyes flash as I glare at him coldly. ” You have already numbered your days.”

I snarl. “I meant that the chamber never revealed me as king. It didn’t show any

of us as the next king! So it comes down to this tournament. These tests are

made to filter out the incapable from the capable correct? Then tell me, do you

not have faith in the tests you have set? I’ll

participate… and not all of these tests are physical. Let’s see who has the mind

and the ability to become a true leader.” I reply, prodding the side of my head.

“It’s not all about the strength, two rounds and it’s made you all insecure?! If a

few scared members of the f*cking court and a useless Alpha pup can rattle the

very foundations of this tournament, of this alliance and trust between the six

Packs! That should be what we should be afraid of! We have a war coming and

busy with this d*mn tournament! Someone

Someone f*cking managed to kill the Oracle! And

meant to

instead, it’s become a means of entertainment!

rings through the

my

dislike my frustration at the f*cking reality of our lives showing

a problem, and these fools are more focused on the

from this goddess-forsaken tournament,

I will demand an army when the time comes to face our

carry on fighting for

voice rings out, and it’s followed

murmurs ever so

admirable.” She whispers, and I look at her. She

woman, but it’s so

It sickens me that I let this woman

with her beauty thinking

they are worlds apart

that I don’t want

of your blood, Prince Zedkiel.” Franco says calmly,

challenge in

think

then think what you want

us… correct?” I ask

His jaw clenches and I know he understands. How

traitors from our

what of all the women that you have killed, and that

rage is something that I can’t understand. How

hatred does he have

show so passionately,

argue with. I don’t

know I do not drink them dry. I’m not saying that as

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sneers in my mind. ‘Hand control

to but if I want him

step too.

‘Fine.’

before easing up my control and I feel him surge forward.

that it isn’t Evangeline who is beside

hope he knows

careful, she is not our

will not offend me.’ He says, I wish he wasn’t so d*mn cryptic.

Everyone seems to realise the change; the sky darkens a little,

picked

those women.” He says, sneering

at us intently. I can tell from the way that Dad

have seen the shift

sky, and everyone is watching us. Zerachiel

the stand and I can tell that if people found

and Phillip back away and I don’t

Alcazer’s hand tenses, his claws

smell the fear in

“You…”

“That’s not Zedkiel.” Chasyn

He says, his

is not the easiest task. “He is nothing

“Thanks.’ I frown.

I belong to my mate, and they

anyone that hurts my mate in

and I can feel his rage as

Evangeline.

don’t get it. He himself was worried I’ll

he is feeling, he’s filled

through every inch of my

that he’s not the one

“Zerachiel… correct?” Dad

feel his heart thunder and I

he knows but isn’t telling us.

introductions that you already

growing, but not only from where you

because, in the end, this may be the start

forces who will not wish to

rise above that.”

He scans the crowds and sky slowly, and no one dares speak. His

Her heart is

is anguish

Is she back?

same and from

as intense as they